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From Dusk Till Dawn
Rising and setting, back to back
Sunrises and sunsets, two sides of a coin
One watches the world awaken with a “hello”
The other says “goodbye” to the world as it slumbers
A gentle touch of pink,
Spreading across a dull blue sky,
The sun peeps over the horizon,
A glowing gold, shifting across the sky,
Hello, hello
Watching the sun rise from a dormitory roof,
Taking pictures of the quiet world,
A happy memory of the dawn,
Violet shades and periwinkle colours,
Fade away into brighter flames,
Orange, red, pink; set sparks to the west,
The flames are chased by night-time colours,
Goodbye, goodbye,
Gazing into the sunset,
Relaxing, breathing, unwinding,
A new photo added to the album,
Meetings and partings, two sides of a coin
Back to back, the new page uncovered,
Many reunions and blessed memories,
Stored in this little sunrise and little sunset.
- Shinkai
A My Hero Acadamia moodboard thingo I made :D
"I no longer dream, only nightmares of those who died”
Howdy! I've finally had time to work on the next part of the story about my friend and I's tavs from BG3! This is part 4 and it is going to broken into smaller parts just because of how big I am planning this part to be. Hope you enjoy! WC:728 Previous part here!
Astarion rolled his eyes after Wendigo, or Nyx, walked away from them. Honestly, it was confusing trying to keep up with everything that has happened in the weeks he has traveled with Creed. He loved the display of power from the female wizard, but if this was the same woman Creed talked about in camp, he wasn’t amused. “You gotta be joking...that's the Nyx you've told me about? This—this person that you talked so highly about that would take a blade for you in battle?” Creed was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn’t even hear what Astarion was saying. He thought he knew who his sister was, but did his memory betray him? Was she truly gone? Creed refused to believe whatever Nyx did was just a pure display of power. She would never just kill people without a reason. “There’s something else happening here...besides the obvious—Nyx isn’t like this I-” “It’s been months since you’ve seen her. People change, darling.” Astarion interrupted Creed. Deep down, Creed knew that already. He knew people could change because he had seen it within the group he travels with, but it didn’t change the fact that this was his sister. He wanted to know why she turned so cold and heartless.
“You're right…” It was hard to admit that Astarion was right, but there was no point in arguing about it right now. They had to meet up with her at some point, finish their journey here, and continue the road to Baulder’s Gate.
They restocked on supplies and tried to avoid talking to many people, so they didn’t run the risk of blowing their cover. Then they went to meet Nyx outside, where she told them she would be. When Creed saw her, he noticed how easy it was for her to blend in with the others. She didn’t even look phased by everything going on here, and the way people would look at her with fear was rather a beautiful sight, but Creed would never admit those thoughts out loud. He had his own secrets and holes in his memories, so maybe now that he found his sister, she could give him some form of closure; maybe make him realize he’s not much different than her. Maybe once this is all over, she will be willing to put those pieces together, but there’s always a fine line between hopefulness and naivety. Before Nyx saw Creed’s party approaching her, she quickly put a dark violet fabric into her pocket. That didn’t go unnoticed by Astarion, but he wouldn’t bring it up. They were all ready to head out on their mission to help Nyx just keep up the appearance of True Souls. Creed saw how she picked up a lantern that glowed with a beautiful light. Almost like a full moon. “You’ll need this to protect all of you from the shadows.” Creed took the lantern while still trying to resist the urge to ask why they needed it, but quickly remembered that anyone who doesn’t have the Moon maiden’s blessing, or anyone who is a follower of Shar, couldn’t walk freely in the shadows. He could see how Nyx quickly gave it over. Did she feel so disgusted by how Creed changed, or was she afraid of him? This seemingly powerful woman being afraid of him was never a thought that had crossed his mind. “Where exactly are we going?”
Creed asked the question they all wanted to know. The only information they were given was that Nyx needed to find this guy named Baltazar. “There’s a Grand Mausoleum located about north-west of here; there’s an entrance to the Temple of Shar, where supposedly Baltazar last was ordered to go.” “Temple of Shar? Shadowheart would’ve had a field day if she were here…” Creed thought to himself. Shadowheart was told to stay in camp by the others until they found information about the Nightsong, but after finding Nyx, plans had to change. He can handle Shadowheart being mad at him, but working with someone who is supposedly on the enemy side could lead to some complications. Shadowheart would’ve tried to talk Creed out of even doing all of this, and maybe she would’ve been right, but he needed answers. He needed to know what happened to the sister he remembered.
“Alright… lead the way.”